[She listens attentively, watching the sparks fly and moving a few feet away. Despite the distance, the horseshoe holds. She's even able to lean against a wall to make herself comfortable.]

From what I heard, such curses are commonplace in Trench. Perhaps there is some sort of enchantment that compelled you to take it?

[She considers the words a bit more.] I think I heard of a peoples that were like that, but I think they traveled from another plane and faced against abominations... Sith... no, Gith...? Gith something, I think...